WHEN LOVE WORKS OUT
Mr. D.
The story is complicated.
Almost two years ago he came to my 'birthday party' in Brno. We had a big atelier, where in November it was fucking cold, 12 subs tied up, me allergic to cold and in my biggest alcohol haze.
But from his second message I knew there was a click. Especially the kind I'm looking for... older, balanced, knowing what he's looking for..
The event was great, I think I paid the most attention to him. Because 49 years old, a beautiful guy, a proper little sub....
When playing I don't really like the fake honorifics, playing master and sub... it depends on the situation, age, but if a guy who could theoretically be my father addresses me formally insincerely, I find it comical (ok, 14 year difference but we understand each other)....
After the event we texted occasionally for about two months, but it was kind of....brrrr.
And we ended up texting each other by accident. Well, he was cruising me and I knew right away.... I laid my cards on the table in the welcome message right away.... and something unexpected came from him...
Not rejection, not anger.... but joy... it fired me up immediately.
And so we met. Both older, more experienced in life... but happy to see each other.
He did mix up the street which totally pissed me off, but.....MR. D is coming.
Of course, a man past 50 already has his needs. He fucked up the beginning because he needed to go piss but come on, won't you forgive him?
I'll be honest. AMAZING.
Young guys can't stay hard from the moment of tying up nonstop. Him? Without the slightest problem.
I love every centimeter of his body, even though it's no longer perfect. I love his reactions. I love when he begs for cum and I stop at the exact moment when he's right on the edge. And I love that we part ways and each of us deals with our own lives.
Trust me, bro, guys in their 50s are the best.
I'll probably never forgive him for his terrible socks, but I look forward to him.....again and again.
And he also moved the temperature knob in the shower by 1.5 millimeters toward colder water. Can you believe that? Service like at the Kempinski and he acts like he's at home.
We're renewing Czechoslovak relations ☺️☺️☺️
The story is complicated.
Almost two years ago he came to my 'birthday party' in Brno. We had a big atelier, where in November it was fucking cold, 12 subs tied up, me allergic to cold and in my biggest alcohol haze.
But from his second message I knew there was a click. Especially the kind I'm looking for... older, balanced, knowing what he's looking for..
The event was great, I think I paid the most attention to him. Because 49 years old, a beautiful guy, a proper little sub....
When playing I don't really like the fake honorifics, playing master and sub... it depends on the situation, age, but if a guy who could theoretically be my father addresses me formally insincerely, I find it comical (ok, 14 year difference but we understand each other)....
After the event we texted occasionally for about two months, but it was kind of....brrrr.
And we ended up texting each other by accident. Well, he was cruising me and I knew right away.... I laid my cards on the table in the welcome message right away.... and something unexpected came from him...
Not rejection, not anger.... but joy... it fired me up immediately.
And so we met. Both older, more experienced in life... but happy to see each other.
He did mix up the street which totally pissed me off, but.....MR. D is coming.
Of course, a man past 50 already has his needs. He fucked up the beginning because he needed to go piss but come on, won't you forgive him?
I'll be honest. AMAZING.
Young guys can't stay hard from the moment of tying up nonstop. Him? Without the slightest problem.
I love every centimeter of his body, even though it's no longer perfect. I love his reactions. I love when he begs for cum and I stop at the exact moment when he's right on the edge. And I love that we part ways and each of us deals with our own lives.
Trust me, bro, guys in their 50s are the best.
I'll probably never forgive him for his terrible socks, but I look forward to him.....again and again.
And he also moved the temperature knob in the shower by 1.5 millimeters toward colder water. Can you believe that? Service like at the Kempinski and he acts like he's at home.
We're renewing Czechoslovak relations ☺️☺️☺️